A Fleeting Moment

In the distance, a refined gentleman slowly approaches. His eyes are full of the weariness of age, yet hold a firm resolve. He is no frail scholar: a sword hangs at his waist, and a book rests in his hand as he walks alone. The years flow by, and time passes swiftly. He travels alone through the river of time, through triumph and desolation, through falls and rises. Looking back, his companions from years past have long since left him. But he does not stop; instead, he strides resolutely toward the unknown distance. What a noble gentleman, with shining ornaments adorning his ears and a star-bright cap upon his head.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.